Now, when I think about all those dreams of happily ever after, I just don't see how it fits me. Not anymore.
When you left, you took this little part of me that believed in magic and fairytales.
I guess it's for the greater good, but no one, no one before you could do this.
I was unbreakable before you.
And, still, you left with this little part of me.
The worst part, the terrible part,
The part I can't seem to admit even for myself,
Is that I don't know if I miss this litte piece of me you took.
It's all so much clearer right now.
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